"Damn it!"
Tang Song let out a loud curse as he felt the hailstones hitting his bare skin. The weather in the desert was more unpredictable than a woman's temper.
There was nowhere they could run to take shelter in the desert.
The hailstones were falling, and there was nothing Ye Tianxin could do.
She did not have any power to summon the wind and the rain. Neither did she have any ability to stop the hailstones from falling.
It was Wei Shaodong and Hua Luoyi's first encounter with such an incident. None of them have ever been in such a situation.
The hailstones descended on them very quickly, but they soon stopped as quickly as they began.
Just when Ye Tianxin had time to think and react, the sky turned clear again and the sun was still up.
Tang Song looked at his bruised head and arms grudgingly. "God, I hate this weather!"
"Let's finish up this journey so we can go home soon."
Yes, home.
That was right.